# 38- Mischeif

Roy stared lazily up at the cieling, twirling a pen in between his fingers. There should be a law against a man as good looking as him having nothing to do or a woman to keep him entertaineed in some way. Just as this thought crossed his mind, his first lieutenant, Riza Hawkeye, walked into the office, minding her own business. Glancing around the office, Roy took in that none of the others had returned and that they most likely wouldn't be back in a while. "G'afternood, Hawkeye." he said cheerfully, putting down his pen and leaning his chin in his hand, grinning over at her. Riza stopped what she was doing and looked at him.

"Good afternoon, sir." she answered and glanced around when his gaze didn't waver. "Something wrong?" she asked, frowning a little.

"No, I was a bit bored and wanted to know if you'd entertain me." he answered. The blonde looked at him, a slight frown crossing her face and she sighed, turning to him and crossing her arms.

"And what would you like to do?" she asked. Roy was silent for a while and a wide grin crossed his face. He opened up one of his desk drawers and pulled out a board.

"Chess." he said. Riza looked at him in confusion noticing the mischevious look that had crossed his face. "Strip chess." he added.

"WHAT! No! I'm not playing!" she yelled. Roy frowned a little.

"Its a request from a commanding officer, lieutenant." he said seriously. Riza glared across the room at him and slowly made her way over, pulling a chair up to his desk. When she sat, a happy grin crossed the man's face. "Thank you. Rule is every time you lose a piece you lose an artical of clothing..." he stopped and took in her appearence. "Take off your boots."

"Take off yours." she retorted. Without hesitation, Roy kicked off his boots and tossed them to the side, causing Riza to scowl and toss off her boots as well.

"Now then, being the gentleman I am, I'll let you be white and go first." he said as he set up the board.

"How kind of you." said Riza sarcastically. Roy smirked across the desk at her.

"Yeah, I know." Having the first move, Riza made sure that it was a good one and didn't realize that Roy was going to go easy on her in the beginning, mostly for his own entertainment. In fact, when she managed to take one of his Pons, he could only grin at her as she cheered triumphantly.

"Not bad." he said as he took of his military jacket and later found himself sitting cross legged in his seat in his pants, no socks and no shirt. Riza was sitting across from him with just her military jacket off and socks. Roy found it unfiar that the two times he had recently taking her peices, she removed one sock for each piece. Riza was actually enjoying this little contest of wits however, and Roy's annoyance towards her reactions. "HA! Got your knight!" he cheered.

"Alright." said Riza with a sigh and took the belt off her pants, only to see Roy looking across at her in annoyance. "What's wrong?"

"You! A belt doesn't count!" he answered.

"Its an article of clothing!" she debated. Why she was even bothering to play this game she didn't know.

"Doesn't count. Remove something else." he said. Riza glared at him and then rolled her eyes, continuing to take off her belt and then her hair clip, tossing them to the side.

"There. That should count." she said. Roy stared at her and sat back in his seat.

"Alright. You wanna play like that huh?" he asked and a mischievious smirk crossed his face. "Lets have some fun then." Clapping his hands together, Mustang cracked his knuckles and smirked. So she wanted to play games with his mind. No more mister nice guy. In one quick movement, he took two of her peices and grinnned innocently at her. "Shirt, now." Scowling, Riza sat silently with her arms crossed.

"Ass." she grumbled and took off her shirt, throwing it at his face. Roy grinned and twirled it around his head in the air.

"The greatest prize of all." he teased and allowed his eyes to roam over her. "Wow Hawkeye. Nice figure." She glared at him and quickly looked at the board, managing to find an opening and took his Knight. triumphantly. She stood and tossed it at him.

"HA! Lose the pants Mustang!" she said triumphantly. Roy stared at her as she stood over him, clearly forgetting she was half naked and laughed, standing and taking off his pants, standing in front of her in his boxers. He tossed them to Riza and she smirked. She still couldn't figure out why she was enjoying this, but it wasn't like anyone else would ever know. "Now to get you outta those boxers." she teased.

"Hey, if you played fair you'd be wearing a lot less than you would like." said Roy, grinning over at her. At that moment, the office door flew open and Edward Elric, AKA the Fullmetal Alchemist, walked in, his suit of armor little brother, following.

"Alright Mustang lets get-" He stopped when he saw the pair and his eyes went wide as the superior and his subordinate looked at the shocked brothers as if nothing were wrong with the scence.

"What is it Edward?" asked Mustang cooly but Ed quickly turned and began rushing out of the room.

"I'll come back later!" he called over his shoulder. They noticed his face was extraordinarily red as he and Al rushed away. Roy sighed and looked at Riza.

"We had better find him before some sick rumors get spread around." he said. Riza nodded, tossing him his pants. As they got dressed, Roy glanced over at the chess board and looked at Riza. "Shall we finish this some other time?" he asked cheerfully and she smiled slightly.

"Course sir." she said and began walking towards the door. "But next time we play by my rules."